The power of annihilation combined with the sword energy, but the power of the explosion was more terrifying than Feng Wuchen imagined.

As this power erupted, some kind of magic circle suddenly appeared around the room, resisting most of the impact.

Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, held Han Ying in his arms and remained motionless.

"Wow!"

After a while, when the storm subsided, Han Ying slowly raised her head from Feng Wuchen's arms, feeling frightened for a while.

"Husband...are you okay?"

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, "Don't worry! It's okay!"

Han Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good... I thought I would hurt you!"

"It's just a small amount of power leaking out. How could it hurt me? But the room is a little messy! You go downstairs and wait for me first, I'll clean it up!"

"okay!"

After Han Ying left, Feng Wuchen took a deep breath. When he turned around, he saw that the clothes on his back were completely torn, revealing his wheat-colored skin.

And how can one word describe the whole room as messy?

I saw that all the furniture and furnishings in the room had been turned into powder, and the formations on the walls had also been eroded by the power of annihilation. Fortunately, Han Ying only had the cultivation level of the God Realm, and there was a defensive formation in the house.
Chapter completed!